Kinda

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"What?" Niall asks.

"I said go put pants on. We're going out."

"What about Harry?"

"Who cares about Harry." I say. Niall smiles and shuts the door. He returns a few seconds later wearing a pair of tan pants. I smile.

"You look nice."  I tell him. He slips his hand into mine.

"Thanks." He says. "Do you want lunch?"

"Yeah." I tell him as we walk to the elavator.

"What made you change your mind?" He asks.

"I don't know." I fib.  He smiles. we walk down the street through the crowds of people. "So who are you sharing a room with?"

"Zayn." He answers. "But I've hardly seen him. He's always gone."

"Really?" I ask.

"Yeah." He tells me. "He didn't know about what happened until the promotion."

"Wow."

"Yeah."

"So who's Harry sharing with?"

"Lou and Liam. They have a big room." He tells me as we stop in front of a little bistro. The food looks amazing and we barely talk as we eat. I'm going to have to get used to that. Harry and I had long conversations while we ate. It could take us hours to finish a plate of food. And sometimes we would share a meal. I doubt that would ever happen with and Niall. But why am I thinking about this?  Harry and I aren't together. Niall and I are. Kinda.

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